The Cock Crows
there's a cock that crows in
the morning, it shakes me up
with it's trumpet and resplendent
feathers saying,
"you don't intimidate me with your poems,"
and the cowherd in the old chair,
throws a smile my way, and says,
"cock a doodle doo"
Copyright © Peter Lewis Holmes | Year Posted 2015
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